If there was anything Wei Cheyu learned the most in his previous life, it was definitely the method of torturing people.
He worked for his beloved concubine and for the emperor. Until he gained power and no longer needed to use dark methods, he cultivated his character and rarely used it.
But that doesn't mean he forgot.
He knows which part of the human body hurts the most when a needle pricks it, he knows how long it takes for a person to be most painful when his mouth and nose are flooded, and he also knows all kinds of cruel torture.
And he has practiced them all.
Therefore, Wei Cheyu is not afraid of the stubbornness and cunningness of the old black mole, nor is he afraid that he will deliberately not spit out what he wants to know.
What he was afraid of was that before he could fully enjoy the miserable screams of Black Old Mole, the other party would lose control and go crazy, and the anger that had been hidden in his heart for a long time would not be properly vented.
Wei Cheyu stared at his smooth and white fingers with distinct phalanges, which looked so spotless, as if they were really the hands of a scholar.
He couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of his mouth.
They were now in an uninhabited forest. There was a small thatched house not far away. Wei Cheyu guessed that this should be the place where Hei Lao Mole and the others temporarily settled.
He instructed Wei Zhenzhen to drag the kidnappers into the thatched house, and then said: "You wait outside, don't come in."
"OK."
Hei Lao Mole woke up in the cold. Years of vigilance suddenly reminded him of his dangerous situation, and he quickly regained consciousness.
He was tied to a stool, and a man stood in front of him.
There is a delicate beauty between the man's eyebrows, as delicate as jade, and his face is smooth and white, exuding a faint soft light.
He was smiling, but his eyes were extremely cold, like ice.
Hei Lao Mole's heart slowly sank. He knew that he had hit the iron plate, so he didn't say much nonsense and said directly: "I, Hei Lao Mole, was the one who misjudged me, but those who work on the road pay the most attention to loyalty. With integrity, I will not betray the owner of the goods, so I will not answer any questions you ask."
Wei Cheyu suddenly smiled and asked an unanswered question: "Do you have any relatives?"
The old black mole didn't understand what he meant, so he kept silent based on the principle of saying less and making fewer mistakes.
However, Wei Cheyu was like a roundworm in his heart, and you could know what he was thinking just from his expression.
"It seems you have them too," Wei Cheyu's smile remained unchanged, "Then do you care about them?"
The old black mole was silent.
"It seems that you care. Do you care about your parents, grandparents, children?"
The old black mole was silent.
"It seems you have a very doting child."
The old black mole finally couldn't hold it in any longer and asked with a stern face: "What on earth do you want to ask?"
Wei Cheyu smiled: "I actually don't want to ask anything, I just want to tease you."
The old black mole was suspicious: "Don't you want me to betray the owner of the goods and help you expose his character?"
"No, no, no," Wei Cheyu's voice was soft, so soft that it was shocking, "Why is there such a need? My dear uncle, I never wanted to solve it through justice."
The muscles on the black old mole's face trembled unnaturally, and he was frightened in his heart, "Then what do you want to do? I'll kill you or cut you into pieces."
The smile on Wei Cheyu's face finally changed, becoming hotter and more sincere.
"That's great if you think so," he laughed.
Night gradually came, dark clouds blocked the moon, and the forest fog gradually rose, making the surrounding scenery more and more blurry. From time to time, there were a few birds chirping not far away, which seemed inexplicably scary in this quiet environment.
Outside the thatched house.
Wei Zhenzhen stood by the carriage silently, listening to the sounds in the house, thinking of entering the house to save people if there was any sign of trouble.
Hua Xiaomei was lying next to her, still in a comatose state. Wei Zhenzhen would occasionally pay attention to whether the other party was awake. Once he found out, he would immediately strike to make the other party continue to faint.
After a while, a shrill scream sounded in the room. Wei Zhenzhen's eyelids trembled and her legs and feet couldn't help but tremble.
She lowered her head and silently counted how many flowers there were in the grass under her feet, as if she didn't hear them.
The screams continued for a long time, until Wei Zhenzhen counted the flowers on the grass from left to right, from front to back, without stopping.
Finally, it seemed that the people in the room couldn't hold on any longer, and the screams slowly weakened until they were inaudible.
Wei Zhenzhen finally couldn't help but look up at the thatched hut, worried that someone would really cause trouble. She was hesitant in her heart, not knowing whether to go in and stop it.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for someone to come out.
Dressed in the bright moonlight breeze, it was completely impossible to tell that he might have tortured him in the house, as if he was just an innocent person who accidentally broke into this place.
"Are they okay?" Wei Zhenzhen actually wanted to ask, are they still alive?
Wei Cheyu tilted his head and wondered: "What can happen to them?"
Wei Zhenzhen choked and said, "That's good. Let's go back, Brother Yuzi."
"Well," Wei Cheyu pointed at Hua Xiaomei on the ground and said casually, "lift her to the carriage and take her back together."
"Okay, but we don't want to walk back."
"No, I don't know how far it is from our village. A carriage is more convenient."
Wei Zhenzhen replied weakly: "But I don't know how to drive a carriage."
"I can."
"Oh, that's right," Wei Zhenzhen suddenly realized, "I'll go right away."
After Wei Zhenzhen lifted Hua Xiaomei onto the carriage, she said to Wei Cheyu, "Brother Yuzi, get in the carriage first, and I'll make some marks."
"What mark?" Wei Cheyu asked softly, standing still.
"When the time comes, report it to the officer. I'll mark it and bring the police over so we can find it better."
"Why should we report to the official?"
Wei Zhenzhen froze, she slowly turned around, faced him, and asked cautiously: "Brother Yuzi, are you not going to report to the official position?"
Wei Cheyu smiled and replied, "No plans."
Wei Zhenzhen was immediately puzzled, wondering that he would let the kidnapper go so easily, but she didn't ask any more questions and nodded to show that she understood.
Just as he was about to turn around and get on the carriage, he saw Wei Cheyu taking out the fire seal he dug out from somewhere and walking towards the thatched house.
Wei Zhenzhen was shocked and had a bad premonition in her heart. She couldn't help shouting: "Brother Yuzi, what are you going to do?"
Wei Cheyu took out the fire stick from the bamboo tube and shook it gently. In the darkness, a red light slowly ignited.
"What am I going to do?" He repeated her question softly, holding the lit fire in one hand and raising the other hand, putting his fingers on his mouth and smiling, "Of course it is to eliminate the corpses and traces."
He wanted to set fire to the house and burn the people tied up inside alive. Only then did Wei Zhenzhen realize what Wei Cheyu was thinking.
In fact, Wei Zhenzhen has no objection to this. In her mind, as long as it has nothing to do with Wei's father and mother, no matter whether other people kill people, set fires or do other unscrupulous things, she can treat them as if they don't know or see them, and it doesn't matter. Hanging high.
But
Wei Cheyu can't.
Wei Zhenzhen stepped forward, stood in front of Wei Cheyu, and stopped him: "Brother Yuzi, you can't."
Wei Cheyu ignored it, but no matter how he changed direction, Wei Zhenzhen would block his steps.
Finally, he stopped and looked at her sternly.
Wei Zhenzhen remained unmoved and looked at him quietly.
He slowly raised his hand, his slender white fingers stopped in front of her forehead, and then remained still.
Wei Zhenzhen was not afraid and looked at him quietly.
The slender white fingers slowly moved along her facial features, seemingly touching but not touching. The two of them were so close that they seemed to be so far apart.
"Get out of the way," he repeated.
"No," Wei Zhenzhen repeatedly refused, "My parents will be sad if they know."
Hearing this, Wei Cheyu raised her finger to her mouth and said in a very seductive voice: "So you have to keep it a secret."
He was smiling, and his smile was as intoxicating as a poppy flower. However, the corners of his raised mouth could no longer suppress the malice, and he stared at her coldly with deep eyes.
This is the first time that he has nothing to hide in front of her
without reservation
Reveal the dark side of yourself.
Wei Zhenzhen was not affected, and her unmoving posture blocking the road represented her attitude.
In the dark night, the two faced each other in the air.
The air seemed to be still, depressing and suffocating.
The smile on Wei Cheyu's face eventually faded away, and he looked at her expressionlessly, his eyes flashing slightly.
"Get out of the way" he said coldly again.
"No," Wei Zhenzhen said resolutely, "Brother Yuzi, it doesn't matter what you did before, but you can't risk anyone's life, because if your parents find out, they will be sad and worried."
Wei Cheyu: ""
"You asked me to hide it from them, but my parents believe in Buddhism and they believe in cause and effect. Even if you hide it from them, the things you have done have still been done, so you will still fall into the animal realm and suffer after you die in a hundred years."
Wei Cheyu: ""
"So you can't do this." Wei Zhenzhen's eyes showed that she would not give in. "I can't let you go down the road of no return."
Wei Cheyu: ""
She refused to move a step, standing firmly and persistently in the middle of the road.
The breeze blew across their foreheads, blowing their hair and dancing messily in the air.
The chirping of birds still came from time to time, and the wind still rustled through the leaves, but Wei Cheyu felt that the surroundings were extremely quiet, as if he and she were the only ones in this space.
Her eyes seemed to be filled with light, so bright that it made his cold heart ache and heat up.
slowly
Something seems to be slowly melting
Wei Cheyu couldn't help being stunned.
